Live from Alaska

Ha, speak of the devil--today I got a letter from Sarah. I can't replicate the Pink Panther stationery, but here is an excerpt:

"So here I am in Alaska! There's no work for us yet; we went to the dock to try to find something today, but nothing. But there's fish in Egigik, and tonight the boats are going to start to go out so there should be fish tomorrow. Which will be nice since Naknek isn't very big and I've already seen pretty much all of it the last two days. It's a really small town, but has two liquor stores, three bars, two B&Bs and a hotel. Plus a couple of churches, a school and a swimming pool. Where I am, AGS, are a lot of similar looking green buildings. And a dock with the cannery, warehouse and freezer, and numerous boats which they have started putting out on the water. The one right outside my and Melody's window is called Aquarius. Oh, and there is also a beach where people regularly have bonfires and drink.

"Our bunkhouse is pretty much what a bunkhouse sounds like. Melody and I have tried to pretty our room up with some rocks and sticks in the window, rocks as bookends, and a styrofoam cup as a penholder. The walls are just drywall with large chunks of paint missing, so on my wall I've put up postcards from our trip, but it still looks pretty pathetic and so I am hoping for some mail that I can hang up to cover up some of those spots.[...] I also wish I had brought some [photos] of you all so that I could put them up.

"It's so weird that I am finally in Alaska. I've wanted to come here for years. Despite the light tricking me so I can stay up until 11 thinking it's afternoon, I really like it here. Even though I haven't done any work yet, I can kind of see why people come back season after season."

The moral of the story is, send Sarah some mail!